Hello, my name is Park Jimin.
For the last six months I've been living alone in a tent, however...
I was discovered by the local owners of the land, and they were kind enough to let me in.
Though...I've come to find out that their family has a ter...
I wake to the soft sunlight shining through the windows and onto my face. As I sit up and stretch I become aware of a several bags stacked neatly in front of the door, and most of all, the picture of my mom sits in front of me.
"Huh?!" I gasp as I pick up the picture and look it over, making sure it's unharmed. "Oh, mom." I sigh, hugging the small frame. "I'm so glad you're safe."
"Ah, I see you're awake now." Namjoon says gently as he slides open the door.
"Oh, uh...y-yes. I am. Um...h-how did this get here?" I ask, referring to the picture.
"You'll have to ask Taehyung about that one." He chuckles and smiles at me before waving me to the living room.
Namjoon's POV:
A moment later we are gathered together at the living room table.
"So, Taehyung and I have a bit of a proposition." I begin carefully.
"O-Oh?" Jimin chirps sweetly, sitting up to listen better.
"Mr. Park," Taehyung begins, his voice soft and smooth like chocolate. "it doesn't feel right sending you back to your tent." He looks at Jimin with concerned eyes.
"O-Oh. It's no problem really!" Jimin smiles at us and waves us off. "I don't mind living there. A-And I know that it's your property and all, but I can pay you. Like I said last night, I don't make much but I can pay you-"
"You're getting ahead of yourself." I cut him off gently. "Please, let us explain."
"We would like to offer you a room here, with us." Taehyung says and I notice the way his eyes sparkle as he looks at Jimin's face.
"W-What??" Jimin gasps. "Me? You want to offer me a room?"
Taehyung and I nod.
"But, I don't have any money to pay for a room. A-And besides, I really don't want to be a burden to you-"
"We would only charge you labor work."
"Labor work?" He asks, looking at me.
"Yes. In return for room and food you will clean and cook for us."
"B-But-"
"We've already picked out your room." Taehyung says quickly, picking up the bags of Jimin's things.
"Wait-" Jimin tries again.
"Besides," I chuckle, picking up a few things to help carry as well. "It's not like you have anywhere else to go."
Jimin's cheek heat up in embarrassment, however he doesn't stay quiet for long.
"Okay, but I'll only work for room and board. A-And I don't want you to do any favors for me! I'll pay for anything extra I need-"
"We assumed you would." I say softly, humming to myself as Taehyung and I carry his things to his new room cheerfully, feeling rather unbothered by Jimin's objections.
Jimin's POV:
The room I am put up in has little to no furniture, as most traditional houses do not. It has a sleeping mat and a small dresser to put my things in.
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